 | Samuel Rogers - 1843 - 516 psl.
...lofty bawn* Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unplow'd, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...to me, of shrieking sorrow! The night to him, that hud no morrow ! "When all was hush'd, at even-tide I heard the baying of theiy beagle , ' Be hush'd... | |
 | 1845 - 440 psl.
...hermitage Of this unploiighM, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage," For man's neglect wo loved it more. And well he knew, my huntsman dear, To search the ganio with hawk and spear ; While I, his evening food to dress, Would sing to him in happiness. But,... | |
 | William Beattie - 1849 - 480 psl.
...himself. I allude to the lines — " Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unploughed, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect we loved it more."* . . . Stanza ix. Among other playful efforts of his muse, in which there is much epigrammatic point... | |
 | 1849 - 858 psl.
...himself, I allude to the lines— ' Sweet was to as the hermitage Of this unploughed, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect we loved more." " The thought, and even the words are thus repeated in lines on leaving a scene in Bavaria :... | |
 | A. Cunningham - 1850 - 200 psl.
...lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unploughed untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...happiness. But oh, that midnight of despair, When I was doomed to rend my hair ! The night, to me, of shrieking sorrow ! — The night, to him, that had no... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1852 - 426 psl.
[ Atsiprašome, šio puslapio turinio peržiūra yra ribojama ] | |
 | Oskar Ludwig Bernhard Wolff - 1852 - 438 psl.
...lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade! Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unplough'd, untrodden shore; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...search the game with hawk and spear; While I, his evening-food to dress, Would sing to him in happiness,. But, oh, that midnight of despair! When I was... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 284 psl.
...lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unplough'd, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...rend my hair : The night, to me, of shrieking sorrow ! x. When all was hush'd at even tide, I heard the baying of their beagle : Be hush'd ! my Connocht... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1853 - 404 psl.
...lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unploughed, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...'While I, his evening food to dress, Would sing to >"m in happiness. But, oh, that midnight of despair ! When I was doomed to rend my hair: The night,... | |
 | Thomas Campbell - 1854 - 404 psl.
...lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unploughed, untrodden shore ; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect...happiness. But, oh, that midnight of despair ! When I was doomed to rend my hair: The night, to me, of shrieking sorrow 1 The night, to him, that had no morrow... | |
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Of day-spring, rush'd we through the glade, And saw at dawn the lofty bawn Of Castle-Connor fade. Sweet was to us the hermitage Of this unplough'd, untrodden shore; Like birds all joyous from the cage, For man's neglect we loved it more, And well he knew,... 
